HOLIDAY AUCTION? WHERE? WHERE?

 WHAT?? Did you say there's a holiday auction going on? 

And that all the proceeds go to helping Winnie's kittehs? 

COOOOOLLLL!! 

BUT WHERE IS IT?? 

 We're looking all over for it...

Left and right...

AHHH!! WE FOUND IT!!

www.winnieswishauction.blogspot.com

You have to check this auction out! 

Not only is it for a good cause, 

but there are lots and lots of cool items to bid on 

that would make great Christmas presents 

both for humans and furrends! 

DON'T MISS IT!!

Beautiful Dreamers...

 .....Ppfffftttttt....

(Ginger:) Huh??

 (Ginger:) EEEwwwww.....what's that smell?

 (Elioth:) I don't know what you are talking about Ginger...

I don't smell anything. 

You must have something wrong with your nose, girl.

(Ginger:) Oh NO I DON'T!! 

You just farted. YUCK!!

(Elioth:) Ya right. I never 'fart'...I 'fluff'. 

Dummy. Only dawgs 'fart'. (Duhh!)

Siamese twins - joined at the shoulder

 We are siamese twins - joined at the shoulders! 

OK, just kidding! 

But you have to admit, 

we had you fooled there for a second!!

Chouchou gives Ellwood a present

Did you see that?! Chouchou just brought me her favourite toy (a string)!!

Gosh!! She usually only takes it to Mom!!

Does this mean she likes me?

Gone, gone, GONE!!

(Ginger:) We know HOW it went, but not WHERE it went.

(Ginger:)We are glad it went, but we aren't sure where it went...
(remember: it is our JOB to know all that goes on around here!)

(Ginger:) I think it went out the big green doors from our garden. 

Ellwood isn't sure, but thinks Mom took it into the house.

(Ginger:) Ah c'mon Dude-wood, it's just our old fur!!
Why do you look so worried?

(Mom:) Hi you two beautiful doggies!! 

Actually, your old fur (about a kilo of it), is sitting in clumps under various trees and shrubs in the garden so the birds can find it and make warm, cozy nests for their eggs!

(Ellwood:) yeah, I knew that!!
(Ginger:) Too cool, Mom!!

Sunday Selfie - Ginger

Whaaaaat??

Yeah, I'm tired and I wanna sleep.

Why? Because yesterday we took a walk with our Irish Terrier friends

Agent, Yorika and Pomery and they are big dogs...

and I am a little dog so I had to run twice, no, THREE times as hard

to keep up with them and we went for a LONG walk.

And I'm still tired.

Never the less, here's my Sunday selfie.

Now, please forgive me, but this girl has to get her beauty rest.

ZZzzzzzzzzzzzz. 

P.S. Happy First Sunday of Spring!!

A trick of the eye...errr, PAW!!

I know, you're telling yourself that something looks really wrong about this picture.

That it is physically impossible to have a front paw and a back paw together in this position.

Well, you're wrong AND you're right!! 

Wrong because it can be done..

...and right because it took two of us (Chouchou and me) to do it

and not just a 'me' (Elioth)!!

Notice that Chouchou's paws are different colors?

Like that, if she had to, she could hide in a big bucket of Straciatella ice cream (haha!!). 

Until that day (never) comes, 
we will both hide in our warm, cozy, 
straciatella looking bed on the fireplace. Ahhhhh!!

Me, my (Sunday) selfie and I

Me, me, me, MEEEEEE!!

HELLO!!

 Happy Selfie Sunday!

{Elioth}

Princess Ginger

You had your doubts?

WE are not amused!

Biffin Brother... (by Chouchou)

Hello Everyone, Chouchou here. This morning, I was fine and dandy sleeping ALONE in the cat bed on the warm furnace, but then along came my biffy brother Elioth who somehow is under the (oh-so-VERY-false) impression that the world wants to hear him biffin' for hours on end. (If you aren't sure what 'biffin' is think about what it sounds like...and my definition of it being what someone does when they whine and complain a lot). 

 Yeah, if it wasn't enough that we had to have him whining in Dolby Surround Sound quality all morning long (going on and on and on ad nauseum about how it is sooooo not fair that he can't go outside whenever he wants), he had to come and ruin the good thing I had going on this comfy, cozy warm bed all to myself. 

I was super good..I was so fine...I was in bliss...

then ol' Mister Mouthy had to come along and rain on my parade.

(Elioth in the background:) What, what, what, what, WAIT!! 

Are you talking about me? 

I ABSOLUTELY DO NOT BIFF. 

Nope! I don't. 

Nooooo, I do no such thing. 

How dare you accuse me of biffin' 

AND telling the WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD that I whine! 

I am not, not, NOT a whiner. 

I'm not. 

I am just vocal.

Hey! I'm entitled! I'm Siamese. 

It's practically mandatory to be vocal!!

(Chouchou:) Oh, paleeeeze...I'm Siamese, too, ya mud head! 

Remember? We have the same parents! 

Do you see ME biffin'? Noooo.

(Elioth:) You were yesterday.

(Chouchou:) Hisss!!! 

That wasn't biffin.

I was....SINGIN'!!

Ginger and Me; Me and Ginger

Ginger and Me...

Me (Elioth)

AND

Ginger
(a.k.a Bug, Princess, etc.)

Ginger may be 

'just' a dawg to other cats,

but to me..

SHE IS IRRESISTIBLE!!

 It may still be Winter out, but together we have been dreaming

and remembering the joys of Spring and Summer...

 Oh how I miss those days..
you know, exploring together...

...and snoring together..

...and maybe a little snoring and armchair exploring

 

...or stealing some alone time on the Queen's throne...

Ode to Ginger:

 It's all fine,
whether it's rain or shine
Ginger will always be
a love of mine.

Kisses to all, Elioth

Good-bye Tiny....RIP Beautiful girl

Up until a week ago, Tiny looked absolutely amazing for her age, but last Sunday, she suddenly took a turn for the worse and was having a very hard time walking. She had become thin with age, but her breath became awful and she was very dehydrated even though she was eating and drinking regularly up until the day before. On Monday we took her to the vet where the doctor found that Tiny's kidneys were failing. They kept her for 2 nights giving her an infusion to rehydrate her, but the prognosis was not good. We brought her home on Wednesday with the sad hopes that she would cross the bridge on her own in the night at home, surrounded by Elioth, Chouchou, Ellwood and Ginger...and of course us, but she was a Tiny Mighty girl to the end and just held on despite no longer being able to walk at all and being paper thin. On Thursday, we took her back to the vet and helped her across the bridge.

Tiny was 20 years, 2 months and 1 day old.

As she left this world for a better one, I asked Tiny to occasionally send me greetings...be they in the sound of the wind blowing through the trees; the colors of a sunset; the song of a bird; in a shooting star on summer's night; in a beautiful flower or in the smell of an Autumn day. And as she faded away I cried. When we left the vet, it was horribly cold and gray, but suddenly when we neared home, the sun broke through the clouds and gray and the sky became a wonderful blue. That evening, the full moon (or nearly) came out so INCREDIBLY beautiful...surrounded by clouds as such that it appeared golden. These were Tiny's gifts, already sending me her greetings from the other side of the bridge. Thank you, dear, sweet, wonderful Tiny.

I am sure that Lautrec/Lolo is on the other side and that the two of them are now catching up on all that has happened since he crossed the bridge 3 years ago (yes, already so long ago). I imagine he is already trying to give her the bitey...hehe.

We buried Tiny in the garden near Lautrec. We wrapped her in one of my wool sweaters with the sleeves gently knotted around her so she will always feel me hugging her. On her grave, we lined up stones in the shape of a big heart. 

RIP Tiny...heaven's newest angel.

(one of the last photos taken of Tiny before her health completely declined)